Chapter 436: Lanci Hopes Talia will Have a Good Year _1

The corridor was winding and undulating, with only the dim light of the curse marks on the walls providing basic illumination.

The corridors of the fifth basement level seemed endless. The shadows of a group of people swept across the walls, only to vanish in an instant.

With Antanas leading the way and as the jailer possessing the map, they had already embarked on the best route the moment they started.

Not until the group exhaustedly rushed to the exit teleportation hall did Hyperion finally relax and gently put the Great Love Poet back on the ground.

She had not dared to let go of the Poet for fear that he would fall again.

Meanwhile, Antanas ran into the safety zone and stopped doing anything. She felt there was not much she needed to do anymore.

Such inexplicable self-confidence.

She thought that when they went down to the sixth level and met with Truth Pullane, she might have to accompany the new king into the cell to serve as a guard.